So again he asks if he can feel her tits again and I said sure why not he already did it once,I looked at her and she just smiled. Now I had no idea h...ow far this would go or would not go, honestly I did not, but at that point I said fuck it experience life I was just getting out of a 13 year sexless marriage so why not partake a little bit and walk that path. So again he starts feeling her breasts and take her shirt off and then starts tongue kissing her. He pulled her bra down under her tits. He didn’t mind if we spent time talking to a customer. He wanted us to learn to be friendly and polite. It was the part I hated more than I did bending over and letting them plow me.My sister and I even more frequently fucked guys together. They loved the fact that we were sisters. The fact we looked the same was good enough for most of them to believe it. We showed them our I.D.s if they doubted it. Master rented a second motel room he called the “bang room” for us to take men and fuck them.. "It continues, but do not fight it. What has begun cannot be stopped. Donot jump if you feel a prick or bite. You are not lost. The severing hasbegun, the separation of your physical self from the fabric of theuniverse, but you are not yet cut off completely. Many will be lifted, butonly one will be removed."I followed my own instructions, but it was difficult. It wasn't justneedling, it was digging, like a hole was somehow being formed beneathdirectly beneath my whole body, even where I wasn't. Reconsidering my words at her implicit suggestion, I say, “I suppose. I haven’t actually ruled that out as a possibility, though.”Emily raises a skeptical eyebrow at me, and Xandra asks, “But, you’re feeling okay?”Suddenly, I am aware of how hard my cock still is, and how obvious that must be to the two beautiful women standing in front of me.“It looks like he is,” Emily says, looking to the tent in the blanket they had thrown over me.Laughing silently in my head at the timing, I tell myself.